07/28/2025
I love being in eremitism.
It’s a quiet choice.
It starts in unnoticed moments—
Like when you stop forcing yourself to reply right away.
You leave some texts unread. You skip some calls.
You say no to things that don’t feel right anymore.
You stop going to events where you don’t feel at ease.
You stay home instead of explaining why you’re tired.
You stop showing up for people who only call when they need something.
You walk past familiar places without feeling the need to check in.
You let the noise of the outside world pass you by.
You clear your space—digitally, emotionally, physically.
You unfollow, unsubscribe, un-entangle.
You don’t argue or announce anything.
You just slowly step back.
The people who only show up for convenience fade away,
and you don’t chase them.
You feel the absence,
but not as loss.
As relief.
One day, you realize you’ve made space.
Where there’s room to breathe.
Room to rest.
Room to be yourself again.
You make tea and sit in silence.
You journal your thoughts.
You light a candle and feel peace.
You go days without speaking unnecessarily.
And in that silence,
you begin to hear yourself clearly for the first time.
Eremitism isn’t loneliness. It’s the gentle process of fading from what’s no longer aligned. A job that drains you. People that don’t reciprocate. Expectations that exhaust you.
It’s freedom.
It’s walking away from pressure, chaos, and fake connections.
It’s knowing that some things aren’t for you anymore—
and being okay with that.
It’s not about hiding.
It’s about healing.
You’re just quieter now.
And in that space,
you finally feel whole.
Empaths, Old Souls & Introverts